Lint of Love

I can't say I'm good at cleaning it, baby
The lint of love, it's made of 'dust of confusion'
You see, the president is in trouble
Every cent you make is floating in a bubble
My heart's content. I can't find it in the bible
Doesn't say how to take away the lint of loveI can't help myself, I can't help myselfHuman beings always hard to believe
What you think is not quite alright at the other side of the nation
Got two eyes, but we only got one mouth
We could live, we could jive, we could live, we could jive
Without the lint of loveI can't help myself, I can't help myself